A Miracle Fault novel Chapter 11

Stefan couldn't help wondering if she was his wife. She looked so young and cute just like a little girl.

However, when he recalled that Frank was drunk today just because of her, he immediately sat up straight and glared at her.

Then he let out a sneer, 'Well, Anayah Campbell, you are so pretty. No wonder Frank is so obsessed with you and it makes him feel pain!'

Then his eyes turned to be gloomy and cold again. He turned off the lamp and left the room.

He returned to his bedroom and stood up to walk over to the window. Then he fixed his eyes on the sea, looking lonely.

After a while, Paul knocked on the door and walked in. He saw Stefan standing on the balcony.

He slowly approached and said, "Master Stefan, I have got the information you wanted."

"Mrs. Stefan didn't call anyone today. And she only texted three students studying in B University." Paul then showed him the result.

Stefan squinted at it.

"Students in B University? She didn't contact Frank?" Stefan assumed that Frank made himself drunk just because he didn't get a call from her.

"No. I have checked her call records. She has never contacted Master Frank!" Looking at his cold face, Paul slowly stepped back to get out of the study.

'Never? She must have changed her phone. I know how scheming you are, Frank! She cried in her bedroom and you got yourself drunk in the club! What a coincidence!'

Stefan squinted coldly, pondering again.

In the early morning, Emmeline was woken up when someone was knocking the door. She immediately opened her eyes and got up.

Madison was standing at the door, "Mrs. Stefan, Master Stefan told you to get to the dining room."

Emmeline was wondering why she had to go to the dining room so early.

"Okay, I will be right there!" She turned around and changed her clothes. After washing up herself, she went downstairs.

Stefan sat beside the table elegantly, waiting for the two servants serving him dishes.

Emmeline raised her head to look at him. Then she looked at those dishes.

'Are you sure you are going to finish all these dishes? What a waste!' She complained in her mind.

But she still walked over and spooned him a bowl of soup, "Master Stefan, here you are."

Stefan kept his lips pressed, "Peel me the shrimps."

Emmeline then sat down and peeled shrimps for him.

She kept working on the shrimps with her fair hands, looking experienced. And she raised her head to look at him from time to time.

However, Stefan still frowned, looking a bit sullen.

"Why don't you put gloves on your hands? Don't you know that I want everything to be clean?"

Emmeline's face was rendered blushed. She suddenly remembered that he was actually a neat freak.

She picked up those peeled shrimps and ate them all. Then she went to the kitchen and put on a pair of gloves. After that, she continued to peel shrimps.

When seeing that, Stefan seemed to be mad again.

"I told you to peel them instead of eating them all!"

Emmeline stopped and raised her head to look at him. "But you don't want them because I peeled them with bare hands, do you? So I have to eat them all!" She just didn't want those shrimps to be wasted.

Stefan still remained silent. Seeing that all those peeled shrimps were gone, he looked livid!

'What the hell are you thinking? Why don't you peel those crabs! You have to finish all those shrimps? Moron!'

"Eat them all since you peeled them!" Stefan picked up a sushi beside and ate it.